With rank stupidity currently so prevalent in all levels of society, it is surely time for a method of quantification; a stupid scale, if you will. Though not an entirely serious proposal, it’s one of many that have occurred to me since finding it necessary to not only accept the absurdity of our times, but to embrace it. Hence I create artworks – cartoons, books, and in this case a painting that forms the front cover of my novel, ‘Six Degrees Of Stupidity’ – which address the ridiculousness of existence and how it can lead you to the edge of insanity.
“There’s more than a degree of the stupid about you,” said Corky. “But it’s endearing. You’re like the simpleton son I never had.”
“Thank you,” I replied.
“That reminds me of a game,” said LaFlamme. “You think of all the people you know and all the people they know, and in less than six steps you find you’re connected to somebody stupid.”
“Surely it wouldn’t take six steps to connect to somebody stupid,” said Corky. “Present company alone would suffice.”
“I think the winner’s the one who needs more than six steps,” said LaFlamme. “But that hardly ever happens.”